ZOOEY DESCHANEL, PONY PRO
BLAKE LIVELY, PONY PRINCESS
SARAH JESSICA PARKER, REIGNING QUEEN OF THE PONYTAIL
I feel obliged to say here that I'm fairly proficient when it comes to styling hair... but the ponytail is my bête noir. When ever I attempt a pony tail, no matter how much I comb, spray, prod, straighten, curl, torch, it always looks like my hasty plan B. Even though it had been my plan A, and I spent thirty-five unsuccessful minutes attempting to wrangle it into something proper.
I have never, in my life, "rocked" a pony tail... until today.
Today, I gave myself a party-pony, and then I gave it a new name. It took planning, perseverance, and panache, but I did it. And it all started when the thought struck me that I will never, ever be one of those people who can wear a fancy pony. When magazines tout the elegance of the formal pony, I am not the target audience. Then and there, I made up my mind to challenge that notion.
So this morning, I washed my hair (never the precursor for a great hair day), then used a blow dryer. First, I flipped it upside down until it was about 2/3 dry. Then I flipped it back right side up and pointed the blow dryer straight back level with the top of my head. I kept it pointing back, occasionally angling down the back of my head while moving from ear to ear. I also used the blow dryer to create some volume on top, and I brushed the pony section. The results! My god! Admittedly, this is the first time I approached my "work hair" (recall I work in a deli) with so much diligence, but I am thoroughly pleased.
It's the classic, soda-fountain bouncy, fun-loving, innocent, Grace Kelly pony I'd always dreamed of. I mean, this puppy is sleek. Alas, while I may one day have the good fortune to recreate this thing of wonder, it will just have to live on in my memory since no photos were taken. Like a unicorn.
Lesson learned: You can't have a bad day when you have a party-pony.
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